At first I thought they were leaves from the nearby liquidambar tree, falling through the branches of the white birches. It had rained heavily last night, and the ivy-covered slope was littered with fallen red and brown leaves. Then I realized that the ‘leaves’ were really tiny birds, no more than three inches in length from beak to tail, flitting through the birch branches in the dozens, landing here and there, sometimes hanging upside down, feeding on the seed pods.
What a delight to watch them as they went about their business, against a backdrop of blue sky and scattered white clouds.
What kind of birds were they? I really have no idea. But they sure did give me a lift.
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